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Yes, I love her, but really? At least in Texas I was feared, therefore I was respected. The Savage name got away with anything in Texas. We weren’t criminals, per say (at least they couldn’t get us for anything) we were just that good. The real criminals were taken care of by us. I used to be my dad’s right hand man when it came to teaching those men some lessons. The men like the one that took my little sister and only returned her pieces. The men like the one who killed my brother. When my son was killed my life changed. I didn’t want to kill anymore. I didn’t want to be pitied, and I definitely did not want to talk about my loss every damn day of my life. I guess that’s how I got here. Because I wouldn’t face my past.
    I’ve had so much death around me all of my life, but somehow I am the one that is fortunate enough to be standing here, in the middle of a cow-shit laden field. Really, I need to be with Molly. I need to apologize. I know I am being protective, but I’ve seen what men like him do to women. It’s not something that Molly needs to be wrapped up in.
    First I need to cool off, though. If I see him again today I may want to put my fist through his pretty boy face. No scars, soft hands. This man has probably never been in a fight in his life. Me, on the other hand. Well, I’m full of battle wounds, yet I’ve lived to see another day.
    I hate the fact she has to do this wedding this weekend. Doesn’t she know I have all the money we will ever need? I know telling her not to do the wedding will go over incredibly terrible so that’s not an option. My only option at this point is not to leave her side the entire time.
    First thing is first. Time to grab a peanut butter cup and some flowers for her. I owe her an apology. And desk sex.

10-            Molly
    I have to wait three weeks. Three weeks before I am able to see a doctor to confirm or deny my pregnancy test. Three weeks of keeping this huge news from everyone I know. Three weeks. A lot can happen in three weeks.
    In order to keep my mind of the track it’s racing around, I start to rearrange my schedule to open it up for next weekend’s wedding extravaganza. Everyone has been very understanding when rescheduling. I only had to mention the Delany name once to get someone to agree to the switched date. I also had to give away a free print package to someone else who was very unhappy. Her dogs already had their scheduled bath and grooming session for the photos I was to take. Heaven forbid they get dirty before their pictures.
    Sighing, I sat down at my desk and instinctively rested my hand on my abdomen. I still remember being pregnant with Alice. The first flutter, the first real kick, the first time her foot (or arm...or some appendage) got stuck in my ribs and I wasn’t sure I was going to make it. If this is all real, if I really am pregnant, I get to experience all of that again. Tears form in the corners of my eyes. I can’t believe I’m so lucky to have a second chance at life. After an unhappy past, maybe I am now able to have a positive outlook on life.
    Sitting there, thinking about everything, smiling down at my stomach, two things happen all at once. I hear my front door open and know immediately that Tatum came back, and I am so overcome with emotion from today that I barely make it to the trash can before throwing up everything I had eaten. Damnit, morning sickness. If this continues it’s going to be hard to keep it from him for three weeks.
    His hand comes to rest gently on my back as I’m leaning over the trash can making sure I’m finished for now.
    “You alright?” The gentle edge to his voice pulled at my heart strings. He really does care about me, that’s apparent.
    “Yea, just a very upset stomach mixed with nerves from today. I’ll be ok.”
    He looks uncertain, like he knows I’m lying.
    “Molly, I’m sorry. I was an ass. I trust you and know you would never do anything with him. I am not